The Distant Cartograph

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The air in the apothecary tasted of dried lavender and iron, a sharp, metallic tang that clung to the back of your throat long after you had stepped away from the counter. You stood in the shadow of the high shelves, where jars of ground bark and crushed petals gathered dust in the dim, amber light. It was not a place for a man of your standing, not truly, but you had come here to find the...

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